"Shut up!" The subordinate forcefully grabbed her hand, and the dagger in Rong Qin's hand clattered to the ground, splattering blood everywhere.
Some of it splashed onto Luo Xiao's face.
He winced in agony, his whole shoulder curling inward, while the other two subordinates held his shoulders, "Young Master..."
Luo Xiao felt as if his heart was being torn apart; the stabbing pain was excruciating, like having a chunk of flesh gouged from his stomach. He clenched his teeth and looked up, "You... what did you say..."
"It's all you! You ruined everything I could have used!" Rong Qin waved her arms like a madman. She lifted her leg to kick him, but was pulled back, and she screamed uncontrollably, "Luo Xiao, I want to kill you! If I can't have happiness, neither can you..."
These words, why do they sound so familiar?
